Across the Void, Fingertips Afire

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    Across the Void, Fingertips Afire

     

    With fingertips afire
    Reaching out
    Into the unknown
    Time and space untrodden.

    Holding hands is to love
    What making first contact
    With an alien race
    Would be to mankind. 

    It is that first tenuous
    And terrifying leap
    Across the void
    That changes everything.  

    Tom King © 2013

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    twayneking’s Poems (38)

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